Now I believe in looking like my time on earth is cookingWhether polka-dotted stripes or even checks

With some glamour guaranteeing every fiber of my beingIs displayed to quite remarkable effectsFrom your cradle via trousseau to your death bed you're on view soNever compromise accept no substituteI would rather wear a barrel than conservative apparelA dress has always been my strongest suit

Staying in or hitting townwards, from the top and working downwardsI ensure that every stitch is stitched in timeWhether wig or hat or turban, whether clad boudoir or urbanNot to strut your stuff outrageously's a crimeAnd the few who are invited to my wardrobe are delightedAs they wander through my things to find en routeThat in negligee or formal I am anything but normalA dress has always been my strongest suit

Now you don't need a recital of the reasons why its vitalThat tonight I simply have to look my bestThat from coronet to sandal no one else is worth a candleThat I couldn't make more impact if I'm dressedSo bring me out my finest, most audacious, my divinestMost revealing, most expensive and to bootMost arresting, most heart-stopping, most free-flowing, most eye-poppingA dress has always been my strongest suit